First, a disclaimer.
What Xu Shi held in his hand was a perfectly legitimate tool.
"Silence," produced by "Serpent Coil," had originally been designed for prisons and psychiatric hospitals, meant to prevent violent criminals or mentally ill patients from going mad and biting people.
For some reason, though, once the product was released, the place with the highest number of orders turned out to be District Six of Sin City... Ah, whatever. As long as it made money.
But this undoubtedly gave "Silence" a rather strange image in everyone's eyes—at least, that was what Ye Shanshan's expression suggested.
"Y-you-you... Don't do anything crazy, you one surnamed Xu!"
At the thought of having to wear something like that, Little Curly was nearly in tears. "I-I-I... I know I was wrong! I apologize! I apologize for being rude earlier! Can't we talk this over properly...?"
Her petite, adorable body struggled desperately in midair, indescribably cute.
"Honestly, I'm a very mild-tempered and tolerant person."
But Xu Shi had no desire to admire her at the moment. Instead, his expression suddenly turned serious. "But there are limits to that."
"After doing something like this, why does Miss Ye still think you have room to negotiate with me?"
"This isn't something a single apology can make disappear. Bad children must be punished."
So now you were the victim? Not one word about how you set me up, huh?!
Ye Shanshan's eyes flickered. How could there be someone so perverted and shameless... Yet, completely at a disadvantage, she did not know what else to do when even begging for mercy proved useless.
Logically speaking, with things already having come to this, she certainly did not want her actions to cause problems with the cooperation. That would leave Xie Qingyan in a difficult position as well.
But